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The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12

Posted on the 26 May 2014 by Shangi @lifefruitbasket
New Mexico→Arizona→Nevada

Making our way further to the west, we crossed through New Mexico from Texas
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
You know why we're here right? To find Walter White a.k.a. Heisenberg. Have you seen him?

The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12

Image via fanaru.com

Sorry for the white spots that are all over the road photos… those are actually remnants of splattered bugs that have met their doom by our windshield. That's as Heisenberg as I can get, folks.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Odd, there was a church that was totally camouflaged on a hill. Spotting that church is like looking for Waldo or...you guessed it right, Heisenberg. ( I swear this is the last Heisenberg reference on this post.)
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
A bunch of dudes (and a girl) on Harley's, going to I-don't-know-where but dang, in this heat? Really?
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Giant teepee that sold Indian arts and crafts inside.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12 Aaaannd we’re back to Arizona. The best thing I love about Arizona is that they have the most interesting rock formations (check out more pics of rock formations on Day 1) and the biggest canyons that I’ve ever seen. Uh, duh, that’s why they have the Grand Canyon!
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Speaking of rock formations, look what I found…anyone feel the love?
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Some abandoned house. I saw a lot of them randomly scattered in the middle of nowhere. Kinda creepy.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Wait, what is this? Do I smell another random disowning moment from my Dad detour like Niagara Falls?
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
 I’ve never seen a crater in real life before, aside from the one on your face. I'm just keedeeng. Tee-hee!
Heading to the visitor's center. Be reminded that you do need to purchase a ticket to get in so don't forget to bring some moolah before you enter.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Good News: We made it. Bad News: It is scorching hottttttttt outside and when I went in to get some food, they only had Subway. Ugh, I need me some greasy, fried stuff right about now.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
The crater was so wide and deep, I couldn't possibly capture its true size with my compact camera's narrow lens.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
I thought we were going to view the crater from an air-conditioned, enclosed area---but no, we had to go out and roast ourselves like lechon view it on this useless viewing area that had gaps on the roof. I think they are thinking of making us into a Panini by the looks of this.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
The crater is nice to look at and no doubt, breathtaking, but how long can you really stare at a crater? Especially in this crazy dry heat? So I just posed for a picture, smiled like I meant it *insert The Killers*, and ran back inside before I would disintegrate into thin air.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Relieved to be back inside, we saw the largest discovered fragment of the meteor that was out on display. The guide said that it was made up of 90 percent iron or something like that (don’t take my word for it though, so don't write that in your science homework). We were allowed to touch it and I couldn’t help but imagine how scary it would have been to have a huge meteor almost entirely made up of iron, crash in the middle of a metropolis.
The Holsinger Meteorite
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Off we went to the gift shop to check out their stuff. They sold random souvenirs like these cute little cacti.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12 They have an Astronaut Wall Of Fame by the outdoor seating area.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Despite the overwhelming heat outside, it's hard not to appreciate the color contrast of the desert and the blue skies.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
My skin is toast.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Passing through Flagstaff, Arizona.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Pretty much I dozed off until we finally got to our final stop of the day… Laughlin, Nevada! Wiping the blur out of my eyes, I saw this on the console…What the cock-a-doodle? 122 degrees outside!
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
More dead bugs on the windshield. Welcome to Laughlin.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
And whoa, water in the desert? It’s the Colorado River!
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
So what’s in Laughlin? Just imagine you’re in Vegas but everyone in the casino is either a retiree or your grandma and granpa out on vacay. Seriously, I felt like a toddler. Although outside is a different story, you will find the younger ones--- no not 40’s young, I mean ME young *ahem*--- hanging out by the river or riding jet skis, water taxis and wave runners.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
I, on the other hand, was hiding inside the hotel, limiting my trip from the room to the buffet or to the slot machines. Laughlin is definitely cheaper compared to staying in Vegas. The room rates and buffet are half the price of whatever they charge at the Vegas strip. The dinner buffet only runs about $17.99 but you know what they say about getting what you pay for. Ha!
I did manage to get a decent white pizza with extra bacon at this place called Brewery inside the Colorado Belle. It's cute how they designed the hotel & casino like those old steam boats.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
My white pizza.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
The pizza was decent, I wish I could say the same for the nachos. It was super soggy with some unknown liquid. Blech.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
You best believe I ran like a Kenyan Olympian when I saw this thing on the ground as I was heading back to our hotel.
The Reluctant Road Tripper: Day 12
Okay world, it is 9:30 p.m. and I am calling it a night. I took a really bad beating from exploring the crater in Arizona and walking under the excruciating heat of the Nevada desert isn't any better so I need to sleep this off.
Toodles!

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